Loaded Lux - G.O.D. lyrics

{intro} Okay Okay, i'm reloaded This the gift of death and i'm fully present with giveaways You was trying to catch a lick (uh-oh, you got expensive taste) Be in death with the riverbanks Body trash ni**a addressing the champ in the loop Well the belt come with the waist (waste) Hard bars to figure out like a prison break It's in your face Looking pregnant with space, these b*tches late For curfew you missed your plate, you getting spanked This when you got to come outside to put ni**as in their place The loaded one James bond golden gun Can't touch this mc, who go more hammer than odin son? You know this But then again, they ain't recognize oprah once But your man going out like clips couch when the sofa sunk if it's quality or quantity Queen's dealer on a hollis street Gon tell me bout a doper run I'm chinatown opium You don't want this smoke cause Lungs where the ash (ash) is You know i got the ball They just don't put me in the cards with you poké- Mon a batty boi The gift turned work horse that got at troy's I'm the keeper at the gate Had to concentrate through the lobby noise Cause you was loud with fake toy Play, bang Point made- That the truth don't get old but it's what you needs (knees) like joint pain Hospital nurse view Talkers got to reverse a verbal Every last name get a walker. no, not herschel The earth, moon, and then the son. that's the one- That they deem eternal I burn through- Who they think bright, its daylight (daylyt) who they gotta turn to The science goes on inside us Like me, you should take it personal Cause these jeans don't come with socks on with the thermal Popcorn on the kernel Back like y'all was checking for dna before them ancestry.com commercials Your fans gotta inner stand Like wait, yeah, in the stands Y'all want me to take a stand but then want me to take a stan This a love tap when them hubs cap, ain't your lady's van Your favorite brand mcm hammer, mentally crazy man Jay blac, shake his hand I'mma styles on these ni**as Sp, go get your man Damn You doing ham or doing me? Looks just alike (why you mad? cause you got it bad?) Man i was nice before you met polight (polite) And the colors stuck Read you covered the cover up How you slip hanging out in the good parts? Ay man, this buster's a bookmark Smack on my phone to negotiate I said "the only way you gon get me on the card if it say happy father's day" Come on, ay ni**as know what's up Dog's a pup B. dot'll take a l every round That's little loaded lux (lol) You forgot cause of stardom? I'm the heart of the problem? Your upstairs club, where? the rooftop started in harlem I'm a proven vet Mob ties the only dots we recognize (um) Start with mook and rex, i mean, with all due respect Everybody got a name That don't make it notable But putting mine in your verses? that'll make em quotable Why dna was on the phone, you two sounding like home abuse? Both of you {b.dot and dna} You really a living legend Like right now Like in the flesh, still out here going to war Yeah man That's the same way how i feel I just feel like, you know what i'm saying He was around before me, but- That legend sh*t, ni**as say i'm a legend But i'm outside, and i'm- So i'm like, look at these ni**as, emotional I don't believe her 'nother westcoast dreamer who ain't woke but got a pinch They even let you hold the tweezers ni**as can't- Get to this extent so they go beneath us You's a b*tch Just had to be in the picture like mona lisa You calling ni**as broke I'm like bro, in what arena? Little caesar, your type dough? I wouldn't even want a piece of (pizza) Your quote cheaper Money, i got power King you been slaving Got you looking at the culture leaders like we overseers For me to make a chilla, better chill for i make chilli I'm the only goat on this hill, billy Just a killer, i'm achilles Really Dot bout a period Danny get denny's Rum i can't spare it (spirit) And jc? pennies Plenty Say my name, must be cause i reign That they think i'm washed Smear campaigns turn to stains, ain't no laundry carts Got the nerve to say you top tier (what?) Dummy if you on that record than you're not there (facts) Am i not clear? this sh*t is comedy I'm weak, no this is god vs. godfrey Please, you buy weaves and couldn't get here (hair) With bosley You ain't gon line nothing but a line on a hot beat Don't let it be your last days (dej) for a loaf ni**a, try me You meet these ni**as, they be mr. rogers With the bloggers These tales from the crip for dollars Starting to think your punches come with time sheets Geechi sloppy, think he stocky Geeky probably Underneath them raps like you beat a You act like you geechi ghandi Son the only nutty block i know is you knocking at the door Knowing damn well i'm in here trying to get some sleep with mami This a waste of my motherfu*king time, ni**a Starting to cut into your- (my ni**a, haha) Denzel voice The pen (?) I'm up there With the chemtrails join to inhale joy This hellboy goes against elroy Battles you jetpack for Cause i put this war on my back in I need no pat on the shirt For all the babies he burped Just notice it's harlem talking, like a dave east verse I opened the door for these ni**as This where pain meets work No man is ready I just had to lay these (ladies) first